"This is fun," Emma commented as she stood opposite Simon in the living room of a typical suburban house. It was Friday night and some may say that the party was in full swing. If by being in full swing it meant that there was no one remotely drunk or anyone who looked like they were having a good time then the party was buzzing.

"Well why isn't your little boyfriend here yet?" Jay wondered. "Found a better shagger has he?"

"I doubt that," Emma said dryly, her eyes narrowing into Jay's as Simon stood up and Neil came back from the kitchen with another beer. Will was stood and looking like he was in his own little world.

"So where is he?" Simon asked her.

"He's working," she said. "He's picking me up at eleven."

"Oh err," Jay nudged Neil. "Dogging I do believe."

"Good God," Emma complained.

"Hey Jay," a sudden voice spoke and the five of them turned around to see Jay being patted on the shoulder by a male as he put his thumbs up.

"I'll see you later mate!" Jay called out and the stranger left the room, leaving them all looking at Jay.

"Who was he?" Neil asked.

"Just a friend from my trial days at West Ham," Jay shrugged. "No biggie."

"Because that's not bullcrap," Emma snorted.

"Just a friend!" Will's voice went high pitched.

"Oh friend!" Simon croaked out. "From the days at West Ham which never happened."

"Believe what you want," Jay simply shrugged.

"Friend!" Will and Simon chorused and Neil held his thumbs up whilst Emma burst out laughing and Jay simply just turned red in embarrassment and annoyance.

"Ha!" Emma snorted. "As if you have any friends!"

"Well I do," Jay replied. "I can't hang around with you sad losers all the time."

"No," Will replied. "Because we are clearly as sad as you."

"You're beneath me," Jay counteracted. "Jesus Christ," he suddenly trailed off and they all looked to the side to see who had come in the door. Charlotte Hinchcliffe.

"She actually came," Simon gasped.

"She is so fit," Jay said.

"She's definitely get it," Neil replied.

"Right in the bumhole," Jay agreed.

"Jesus Christ," Emma rolled her eyes and wandered off into the kitchen where she began to look for some alcohol. A moment later, Will joined her in the search and the two of them began discussing Jay's fake trails at West Ham.

"So how is it going with Andrew?" Will suddenly wondered and Emma simply just shrugged.

"Fine I guess...we've only been going out for a few weeks and yet every time I see him..." she trailed off and Will raised a brow.

"You get a nervy tummy?" he pondered.

"He wants to stick his tongue down my throat!" she simply replied and Will chuckled.

"Is that a bad thing?" he wondered, pushing his glasses further onto his nose.

"It isn't always a good thing," Emma said. "Sometimes I wouldn't mind an actually in depth conversation...you know?"

"What? Like how you enjoyed the film you went to watch the other night? And discussing your favourite hobbies and what you like and don't like?" he asked and Emma searched his eyes for a moment and she nodded.

"Yeah," she agreed. "Something like that."

"Uh hum," a feminine voice coughed and the two of them looked to see Charlotte stood in the doorway and Emma nodded.

"I'll go and see what Simon's gotten up to," she said and walked briskly past Charlotte, not knowing what to say to the elder girl as she made her excuse and went back into the living room.

"The kitchen is an alcohol free zone," she told the three boys who were hovering around near a chair. Emma looked at Simon who in turn was looking at a girl sat on the sofa who continued to look back at him.

"Si, I think you're disturbing her," Emma coughed once and Simon looked at the brunette stood next to him.

"I think we have a connection," Simon said.

"Like a stalker does with their victims," Jay sang and Simon shook his head.

"She keeps looking at me."

"That's because you're freaking her out," Neil raised a finger to indicate his point. "Birds get creeped out easily."

"How do you know that?" Jay asked.

"I read my sister's Grazia magazine."

"Sure it wasn't your dads?" Simon jumped in, still looking at the girl before Jay grinned.

"I'm off to find us some more alcohol. Never trust a woman to do a man's job," Jay simply spoke and took off.

"There is no alcohol!" Emma shouted after him as he simply waved her off and continued walking away.

"Simon, stop looking at her." Emma demanded and a moment later there truly was a rare sight. Will McKenzie was walking down the hallway with Charlotte dragging him upstairs. Emma nudged Simon, making him look at the sight before Neil and Jay re approached and watched.

"Well fuck me," Jay simply said.

"Many would pass on that offer," Emma said when Will and Charlotte were out of sight.

"Many haven't," Jay winked.

"I'm going to talk to her," Simon suddenly decided and began to walk off before Emma could hold him back. But, as soon as he had walked off, he walked back round to them again.

"She said no?" Jay said.

"She didn't even say that," he grunted. "And I thought Charlotte was dating someone?"

"She is," Emma said. "I'm sure Andrew said it was Donovan but they have been having arguments recently."

"No," Neil shook his head. "It's not Donovan."

"If it is..." Jay whistled lowly. "Then Will is screwed."

"It's not...who is it?" Neil began to wonder.

"It is Donovan," Emma remained adamant.

"No..." he shook his head.

"Is it?" Simon asked quickly. "Because then we need to warn Will!"

"Oi!" a voice shouted out.

"It is Donovan," Emma simply said.

...

"I didn't see you leave the other night," Will spoke when he sat beside Emma in the library and opened up his text book.

"Andrew came for me whilst you were with Charlotte. I assume Donovan didn't beat you to within an inch of your life?" Emma said.

"Oh he did, I'm just a quick healer," Will said back to her and she laughed lightly and Will joined in before she began writing again as Will looked at her for a moment and then sniffed before continuing with his own work. No less than ten minutes into his Politics essay, he looked up to see Andrew Pearce walking into the library as he stopped behind Emma's chair and bent down to kiss her neck.

"Hey," he whispered.

"Hey Andrew," she replied.

"Pearce!" a sudden voice snapped and Andrew stood up quickly as Emma continued packing away, watching as her father made his way over to the table.

"What do you think you're doing?" Gilbert snapped.

"Nothing," Andrew shrugged.

"Dad," Emma complained. "Leave it."

"There shall be nothing like that in here. Do you understand me?" Gilbert pointed a finger at Andrew who silently shook.

"Yes sir," Andrew replied.

"And if I even see you lay another finger on my daughter then I swear to God you shall be spending the rest of your sixth form days in detention. With me. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal, sir," he quickly said and Will couldn't help but chuckle under his breath as Gilbert glared at him and then walked off.

"I am so sorry for him!" Emma told Andrew as she stood up and he shrugged.

"It's cool...I knew he was overprotective..."

"Even so," Emma rolled her eyes. "I'll see you later Will," she said and walked off before Will had a chance to say anything else to her.

...

"He completely blew his top!" Simon snapped. "Said I knew nothing! I mean...what would she see in a speccy git like him?"

"Harsh Simon," Emma said as they sat on the wooden fence with Neil and Jay.

"Although you must find it hard to admit that he is going to lose it before you," Jay replied.

"I don't care!" Simon snapped. "He's going to lose it before you too!"

"I lost my V card years ago," Jay said.

"No you didn't." Simon replied. "Stop with the bullshit Jay."

"It's true. Right Neil?"

"I believe him," Neil said.

"I don't think Neil's testimony would stand up in a court of law," Emma said and peered around Simon to look at him. "Sorry Neil."

"It's cool," he shrugged. "I don't want to go to court anyway."

"No," Jay shook his head, standing up. "It's no fun."

"And you'd know?" Simon raised a brow.

"My dad had to go once...his underground mob was found out...police were not too happy," Jay said and then he saw his friend.

"Oh friend," Simon and Neil said as Jay spoke to him in his car. The whispers were bugging him. That was evident.

"He's not my bloody friend!" Jay snapped as he turned around.

"Alright, alright," Simon said.

"Friend!" Neil blurted out and Jay grunted under his breath before walking down the street with the calls of 'friend' after him. Emma continued laughing along with the other two until the finally saw friend's car.

"I'll show you he's not my friend!" Jay snapped at them and climbed onto the bonnet and the three of them fell silent as they watched him jump up and down and an alarm began to sound.

"Oh friend! Fucking football friend!" he yelled.

"He's cracked," Simon said.

"No doubt," Neil shook his head.

"I think he'll be seeing that court of law very soon," Emma said and they saw said friend walk out before running off down the road.

...

"Simon told me," Emma said and she stood beside Will, waiting to go into the hall for the charity blind date.

"What?" Will worried.

"About you and Charlotte on Friday night...about how you went round to hers...what was it like?"

"It didn't happen," Will shook his head, too deflated to lie to her.

"Really?" Emma raised a brow. "Because you realised you don't want to rush into it or because she said no?"

"Neither," Will replied. "I don't want to talk about it Em."

"That's cool," Emma said.

"Really?" Will asked her and she smiled at him.

"If you don't want to talk about it then I won't ask...I'm not that pushy Will..."

"Hey Em!" Andrew suddenly shouted her and he wrapped an arm around her shoulders as she smiled up to him.

"Hey. Ready to go in?" she asked and he nodded.

"I just need to see Simon about something. Back in a moment," she said and escaped his grip and walked over to Simon whilst Andrew narrowed his eyes at Will.

"I've seen how you look at her," he said dangerously and Will turned around to make sure it was him he was talking too.

"Me?" he squeaked.

"Yes," Andrew hissed. "You. She is mine. Do you understand? And she would never go for a sad pathetic virgin like you."

"I don't know what you mean," Will shook his head. "We're just friends..."

"And it will stay that way." Andrew warned him and then smiled when he saw Emma walk back over to him. Will watched as the two of them walked off, wondering whether he should tell her of what had just happened or not.

...

"He threatened you?" Simon checked that evening with Will when he Neil and Jay had gone around to take him out for a KFC. Will nodded and munched on the chips he had as he looked at the tray.

"I don't even like her like that..."

"Even so mate," Simon scrunched his face up. "You have to tell her."

"But she's happy with him," Will said.

"And you were happy with Charlotte," Jay brought back the memory. "But not everything ends out perfect."

"I'm not ruining it for her."

"But if he did that then she would definitely chuck him," Neil nodded. "Emma is loyal like that."

"She's like a little lapdog when you get to know her," Jay agreed. "And Pearce is just a psycho anyway. I heard he once beat up this gang of robbers when they tried to break into his neighbours house."

"That is quite obviously a lie," Will said.

"My mate told me," Jay defended himself.

"Your made up mate?" Simon asked

"James Phillips, actually," Jay said.

"Made up then," Simon confirmed. "But if he can get violent with you...what will he do to Emma?"

"He won't hurt her," Will ate a piece of chicken. "He just gets jealous."

"But what if she looks at someone in the wrong way?" Simon worried. "I'm telling her."

...

A/N: So I recently came back to this story and I saw all of the reviews! Thank you all so much and I am glad you like it and that is why I decided to update! So to all my reviewers, do enjoy and please review! I shall try and write more soon!